I lost my husband a few years ago and now I live with my son Takeshi. He has grown up to be a very good boy, but he has a lot of likes and dislikes, which worries me. On the day my son brought his classmate over, he was surrounded by his classmates and forced to drink milk, which he hates. Having witnessed this unforgivable scene, I reported the incident to the teacher. I thought that would settle the situation, but at the time I never thought that the anger would be directed at me...